- Erotic Poetry
- Chic Chantelle
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Walked down from Montmarte with a nonchalant air
Was on the Pont Neuf I saw her standing there
Clothes by Bon Marche showed all she'd got
Man, her Savior Faire made me real hot
Chic Chantelle from the Place Pigale
With a je'nais se que je adore
Chic Chantelle
I got an eyeful of that famous tower
We ran for cover from a passing shower
Into the Louvre and had a crepe
Man, that rive droit was tres tres hep
Chic Chantelle from the Place Pigale
With a je'nais se que je adore
Chic Chantelle
Walked by the river after the rain
Knew if I fell in I would be insane
This femme fatale had me in her spell
She French kissed me on the Boulevade St Michel
Chic Chantelle from the Place Pigale
With a je'nais se que je adore
Chic Chantelle
Cafe and croissants by the Etoile
Jolly medemoiselle, joir de vivre style
Her apartment Art Noveau
I felt like Brando in the Last Tango (as I buttered her up)
Chic Chantelle from the Place Pigale
With a je'nais se que je adore
Chic Chantelle
Like Rodin I made a good impression
Entente cordial in our consummation
Her souixant neuf took me much higher
It was tres tres difficile to say 'Au Revior' to
Chic Chantelle from the Place Pigale
Je ne regret rein avec
Chic Chantelle
